Car TalkingThis isn’t any­thing new, but lately I’ve been notic­ing more car talk­ing going on out there in the world of traf­fic. Car talk­ing (or chat­ting), whichever you pre­fer, is when two vehi­cles pull close to the cen­ter of the road and the dri­vers briefly engage in con­ver­sa­tion about a topic which requires hog­ging of the road.

Most of the time it also means that the per­son behind the “car talk­ers” has to wait momen­tar­ily until they come to their senses and real­ize that while their con­ver­sa­tion might be impor­tant it’s prob­a­bly best to pull aside and get out of their vehi­cles or set up a time later to con­tinue their dis­cus­sion on “chocolate-covered cobwebs.”

When­ever I’m in this sit­u­a­tion, where I’m blocked by the car talk­ers, I typ­i­cally will resort to a cou­ple of meth­ods to put an end to the road nui­sance ahead of me. One method, which I believe we’ve all used, is to mani­a­cally drum on the horn like a fran­tic head hunter with bone-pierced eye­brows. This method, while extremely annoy­ing and chaotic brings the car talk­ers back to real­ity where vehi­cles travel at a decent pace towards their destinations.

The other method is to roll down all of your win­dows, tune your radio to the Oldies sta­tion (My Boyfriend’s Back or Put Your Head On My Shoul­der work great) and turn the vol­ume up as far as it’ll go with­out mak­ing your­self deaf. This hasn’t worked for me as suc­cess­fully as the first method (horn blar­ring), but on occas­sion it seems to drive a point across, that is, either pull over to the side of the road, save your con­ver­sa­tion for a more con­vieni­ant time or face oldies “bumping”.